This is me trying

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Sometimes I wonder how my life would be if it was different, if I was different. I'm not quite sure why I am the way I am.
I'm not the kind of person to look at someone I know every single thing about and love them. I am unable to love people I know. Because loving someone means I have to know them.

People are shitty, some people can change it but that doesn't repair the damage they've already done.

Every time I look at someone I know everything about, I can't help but hate them.

Which makes me wonder if people hate me the way I hate them. I don't exactly hate people i just I don't know, can't stand people for doing such horrible things.

Am I never going to love?
Am I ever going to be loved?
How can people love?

I look at these people I barely know, not personal at least. And I can love.

Or atleast whatever I feel.

I know them enough to love them, but not enough to hate them.

Most people have their walls full of pictures of their family and friends, but as I look around my room I can only seem to see people I don't hate.













Always an angel, never a god












"I don't know why I am the way I am"



















"And it's hard to be at a party when I feel like an open wound"

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"And it's hard to be at a party when I feel like an open wound"

















"It's hard to be anywhere these days when all I want is you"









"It's hard to be anywhere these days when all I want is you"

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